User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-3135907-20160707183139/@comment-3135907-20170610220408

Raggs could have sworn the ferret blinked back tears as he reached out and seized his doubtless-tattooed arm. His eyes harbored unspoken words of terror, and wheb they met those of Raggs, they stood open wide.

"This...this ain't a bunch o' free-lancin' buccaneers, mate."